118: Chasing Yang Yi

At this moment, in a dense jungle within the Purple River Valley, Wang Xifeng and Cang Jiuzhou were inside a tent, negotiating with people from other factions.

Both sides had basically reached an agreement.

Under the powerful deterrence of this group, Wang Xifeng and Cang Jiuzhou agreed to the conditions they proposed.

Wang Xifeng also proposed his own conditions.

"Others can be released."

"But Yang Yi cannot be released."

"Not only can he not be released."

"You must also help us kill Yang Yi."

The people from the various factions did not hesitate at this request and agreed directly.

They had heard of the name Yang Yi.

However, they had no connection to Yang Yi whatsoever.

Sacrificing one Yang Yi to solve all their troubles—why not?

Just as everyone had finished discussing and was preparing to proceed to the next step of the plan, two Elders rushed in frantically from outside.

The two Elders knelt on the ground with a thud.

One of the Elders, with a sorrowful face, cried out:

"Sect Master, it's bad."

"Something terrible has happened."

"What happened?"

Wang Xifeng wished he could drag these two people out and slaughter them.

These shameful things; even if the sky were falling, there was no need to cry so miserably.

Didn't they see so many people present?

A dignified Elder crying like a child—what a disgrace.

The Elder saw Wang Xifeng's anger, wiped away his tears, and stopped crying.

He glanced at him cautiously and said with a mournful voice:

"Madam."

"Madam was killed by someone."

"What?"

Wang Xifeng sprang up from his chair, nearly fainting.

Not long ago, his youngest son had just died.

How could his wife have been killed by someone again?

"Who on earth is so bold?"

"Who is it?"

"Who killed her?"

"It was Yang Yi."

"It's him again."

Wang Xifeng said, "It's him again."

His vision went black, and grief surged from his heart.

He spat out a mouthful of blood and fainted from anger.

The scene was chaotic.

Everyone busied themselves carrying Wang Xifeng to a room to rest.

After half an hour, Wang Xifeng slowly awoke, his face deathly pale, his eyes filled with tears.

In just a few days, his wife and son had been killed by Yang Yi.

He choked with sobs.

After crying for a good while, he managed to push himself up from the bed using both hands.

Gritting his teeth, he said to the Elders beside him:

"Pass on my order. Everyone from the Diancang Sect, if you see Yang Yi, kill him without mercy."

"Also, go and call Cang Jiuzhou."

"I have something to tell him."

Just as he finished speaking, Cang Jiuzhou, who was waiting outside the door, walked in.

He asked with a concerned expression, "Are you alright?"

"Rest assured."

"I will absolutely not let Yang Yi leave the Purple River Valley alive."

"Leave his matter to me."

"Good."

"Then many thanks to you."

"You must capture him."

"I want to kill him with my own hands."

After saying this, Wang Xifeng's vision went black, and he fainted once again.

Cang Jiuzhou shook his head as he walked out, sighing,

"Truly pitiful."

"A dignified powerhouse."

"To be angered to this state."

"If this revenge is not taken,"

"how can one have the face to face the people of the world."

The Elder in the room frowned slightly upon hearing his words.

It looked like he was concerned for Wang Xifeng, but why did it feel like there was a hint of mockery in it?

Because the people from the Duobao Pavilion and the Luoyue Sect had not been found yet, Cang Jiuzhou issued an order directly, telling the people from the Opening Heaven Gate and the Diancang Sect to go throughout the Purple River Valley and call out.

The general meaning was that they would not make things difficult for the people from the Luoyue Sect and the Duobao Pavilion.

To make them believe it, Cang Jiuzhou also had the people from the Duobao Pavilion and the Luoyue Sect go and call out together.

This way, the credibility would be greater.

Half a day later, the people from the Duobao Pavilion and the Luoyue Sect, who had been hiding in the shadows, emerged one after another.

Upon learning that the matter had been resolved, Haitang, Yue Lingxin, and the others breathed a sigh of relief.

At this moment, an Elder from the Luoyue Sect quietly told everyone that although they were safe, there was someone named Yang Yi who had to die.

Hearing the Elder say this, the Sect Leader of Luo Yue frowned slightly, and with a cold little face, asked what was going on.

The Elder roughly explained the matter.

Haitang and the others listened, dumbfounded.

They had not expected that Yang Yi had done so many things within this period, killing both Wang Xifeng's wife and youngest son.

What could be done? Wang Xifeng would absolutely not let him go.

Although they had escaped danger, how could they abandon Yang Yi?

If it weren't for Yang Yi, they would likely have died in the cave long ago.

Everyone looked at each other, knowing that this matter was extremely troublesome.

They could only endure it for the time being and think of a plan to save Yang Yi after returning to the base camp.

Just as they were returning to the base camp, the entire Purple River Valley had already been controlled by the Diancang Sect and the Opening Heaven Gate.

Not only that, but a large number of powerhouses had flooded into the Purple River Valley.

This time, it was not just the powerhouses from the Diancang Sect and the Opening Heaven Gate; powerhouses from other Sects had also appeared.

Their goal was the same: to kill Yang Yi.

Because Yang Yi had been watched by several Elders and he had no intention of leaving, several powerhouses quickly found Yang Yi.

Watching the number of people gathering increase, Yang Yi gazed at the firmament, his heart filled with emotion.

Now he was the only one left, fighting alone.

It was sad and lamentable.

Not long ago, he had heard the Diancang Sect's announcement, saying they would no longer pursue the people from the Luoyue Sect and the Duobao Pavilion.

Although he did not know what had happened outside, Yang Yi believed that reinforcements for the Luoyue Sect and the Duobao Pavilion must have arrived, which was why they had released them.

As for himself, he had no reinforcements and no background, and he had killed Wang Xifeng's wife and child.

How could they possibly let him go? Not hacking him into pieces was already considered benevolent.

Right now, over thirty powerhouses had gathered.

If these powerhouses were to swarm him, even if Yang Yi had heaven-defying abilities, he would likely be unable to escape death.

However, this group of people did not move.

They were waiting for Cang Jiuzhou to arrive.

Before coming, Cang Jiuzhou had issued an order: Yang Yi must not be killed; he must be captured alive.

This was Wang Xifeng's entrustment to him.

When Cang Jiuzhou arrived, he saw Yang Yi sitting cross-legged, like a god or Buddha.

Others dared not approach even half a step.

This Aura alone made Cang Jiuzhou admire him endlessly.

In reality, he despised Wang Xifeng from the bottom of his heart.

He felt that although Wang Xifeng's abilities were strong, his brain was too stupid.

If it weren't for the fact that he had insisted on personally capturing that group for a tiny bit of benefit, how could Yang Yi and the others have escaped?

And how could the subsequent events have happened?

"Yang Yi, we meet again."

Cang Jiuzhou greeted Yang Yi, who was not far away, with a chuckle, as if they were old friends who hadn't seen each other for years.

Yang Yi slowly opened his eyes and nodded slightly at Cang Jiuzhou.

"Yes."

"We meet again."

"This meeting,"

"will likely be the last one."